| The man appeared to me inside that yellow wood.
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| I’d carved his name in the dirt, at the crossroads where we stood.
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| He said, «Are you looking for directions?»
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| I said, «Gee, I wish you would. |
| Which way to the infinite road that unwinds
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| from within.»
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| He said, «Follow the distant light»
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| Oh' you know I will! |
| Follow the distant light, just a little bit over the hill
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| Follow the distant light and although you’ll never near it.
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| You can travel on forever and you’ll never be back here.
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| I said, «alright»
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| The stranger appeared to me, he hopped down from his tree.
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| I said, «I can give you anything, but you know that nothing’s free.»
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| Well I could take it or leave it. |
| I said, «well what do you want from me.»
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| He said, «nothing much really, just a small token of appreciation
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| that would mean so little to man like you and so much to a man like me.»
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| Gimme the distant light.
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| Oh no I cannot do it
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| Gimme the distant light, he said through his teeth
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| Gimme the distant light
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| I said, «I ain’t quite yet through with it»
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| As I saw it shining dimly through the branches of his tree, I walked on
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| Following the distant light.
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| Like the way some people look for parking
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| Following the distant light, and tripping all over my feet
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| But following the distant light
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| And I know if I keep walking, I’ll never touch it,
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| but as long as I move it’ll shine down on me. |